On tow path take no high dudgeon
As Sunday walkers rough and ruddy of complexion
Approach, curse, dodge the tackle and walk on
Or canoeist’s to the pub do race
Not knowing drowsy anticipation
Of catching
Or harp on steady pull of stretched elastic
Or follow those caught rotating plastic
If both fresh and salt are all.
Then to the kin of this colour
Add one spirit as with another
This one fresh medium not of rhyming hue
But both unlike the rest
With Sino twice mentioned do attest
One game and no need of lying
When too large for pan frying
Two that rout any with the tackle
Succumbing gently to the tickle
or some like wheels turn and wriggle
Two with sea rod initially and singly link
Sounds transposed with mineral and sino link
You must not total net for satisfaction
But with malaprop or craft ensure deduction
So all that give us so such pleasure
The elusive number to ensure
for crossword puzzlers get number
POEMS & SUCH
Fishing
No longer ball small and white to make the round
Nor oval there: muddy on the ground
Just rod and line
So well suited at this time
THE SWIM
Make no reproach
as you there approach
for I am rather here
than anywhere
If any tine you join me here
Then this verse gives appreciation
Of much enjoyment by this addition
If I am lately gone from here
And you for comfort wander there
Or any of our favourite places
Then these few lines take through their paces
And for each good time or day
Let each moment happy wipe the tear away
Assuaged
And so grief is staged
- Despair depression had and have their day
- Family
- Friends
- Church service
- Help
- Yet nothing does
Denying and in my present dream
Soft kiss
So loving
So giving
Sometimes is all that keeps me going
No anger for me rather at when this kiss cannot prevent “I’ve had enough of this”
Here stomach tightening
loss of guilt
much more frightening
Only past bargains met by her so well
As so will I always tell
Aacceptance only just accepted
Total no longer claiming
Just in part remaining
On apt occasion wrenches back
To past joy of my persuasion
And having paid my due
Recalling love, humour, joy, déjà vu
The Thumb
- THE THUMB
- This poem was prompted by a program by the BBC, during which the BNP candidate was ambushed. It was followed a few days later by a news item in which an Asian man was seen to raise a thumb in a gesture of sympathy if not support. I have used the three cases of alliteration displaced, indicative and severed to distraction. In my dreams I imagine getting the number of words per line to allow the orator to go at walk trot canter and charge pace. This will have to be completed in future edits. If I get Betjeman to edit and Richard Burton to orate I could be on to a winner
- Any way on with the Brown Thumb!
- THE BROWN THUMB
- BEEB to the left;
- In usual stance
- BNP the right
- Kangerood,
- Without a chance
- From the heights they volleyed and thundered
- Into the valley rode……………………………”
- The brown thumb!!!!
- Raised in sympathetic gesture
- Bravely follows freedom’s culture
- Others join this new brigade
- Defining freedom to our aid
- There’s a platoon of colonel blimps
- If beneath the white skin you’d care to glimpse
- The 19th hole has episodes chopped
- Carruthers and Irish are friendly swopped
- Garnet with media still free spoken
- Such bonds never broken
- Laughing with and at
- Both white and black attack
- Cause the enemy remorse and severe attrition
- The BEEB by self-examination
- The BNP long term education
- Surely now bars to freedom are defeated
- But sadly as they top the rise
- Despair can then show no disguise
- For there the enemy that ne’er relent
- Wig, Gown and Good Intent
Sudoker’s Relaxant
“Problems are puzzles that matter
puzzles are problems that don’t
Which is what and what is which
Is certainly up to your wont.”
Derived after a hard night trying to solve one.
Alliteration attempts
- More to come next blog
- ALLITERATION ATTEMPT (i)
- Readers will note from the last two words of the introduction that I have become more and more interested in, what my children and grandchildren inform me, is alliteration .This is the first two of these leading to posts or thoughts indicated.
- a) “Realty Reality”
- Leading to Thoughts For The Day 4 to 5.
- b) “Ham y Huevos” (writings and such (Jottings))
- Could be said to be an alliteration of the misplaced. , displaced or even poetical, type since it raises thoughts both translational and international.
- “Idea Onomatopoeia”
- Too much of a bad thing will spring to mind of many a cryptic with any sort of education when considering this one. My only excuse is that it did give rise to some single word stuff in (writings and such (Jottings)) .
- (i) “Pretty Pretentious ” .
- Sensibly mutters Smith in my ear. “Particularly in the saloon bar“
His Pink Satchel
The concerned mother calls from outside the bus.
No!!
Not one of them
Just one of us.
When formulating this Poem a certain amount of Qoop was brought into play in that originally I had the woman as the driver of the bus turning to shout at the children.
(( LOOK BEFORE YOU LEAP? Thought for the Day 3,)) refers.
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